Seduction lessons
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Noah's POV
Barbara was pleased to hear about my progress. She was sure I was going to pull it off sooner than expected.
I spent an hour learning about the act of subtle seduction. She taught me about the importance of masking my intentions until it was too late to turn back.
She told me seduction was like a dance. Timing and precision were the keys to getting it right. One wrong move and you step on her toes; dance over.
Barbara taught me how to control my urges and channel them into making my target go crazy. She said it was important because if I could get it right then I would be able to make any woman want me.
I enjoyed her lessons just as much as I enjoyed being around her. Who wouldn't want to be around a woman with t**s big enough to suffocate a grown man? Sometimes I would think about how it had felt to squeeze her tit. I wanted both of em and she knew it.
Just as our lesson was coming to an end for the day I waited for the slightest hint. A green light. Anything. But there was none. It was almost as if she wanted me gone. She probably had something else to do and so I left.
That night I dreamt about Evelyn Buckley, the woman I had to get, and Barbara, the woman that was going to help me achieve this.
The next morning I went straight to school. Barbara had texted to reschedule our meeting. I felt a bit disappointed but it didn't really matter. She was just there to guide me, nothing else.
I got into a fight with Davey again. This time, I was smart enough to stage the whole thing. I offered him five bucks to take a swing at me and cause just enough commotion to get the attention I needed. Davey was too dumb and satisfied with the arrangement to ask questions.
It was just as I'd hoped for.
I turned myself in. Wendy was waiting for me. She must have heard about it from her gossip pal, Mrs. Freeman. She taught Biology when she should have been teaching Gossip & Rumors.
"It's quite a streak you've got there, Noah," Wendy said with mock sympathy.
If only she knew what I was trying to do. She would turn me over to the Vatican for exorcism.
She told Eve on the telecom that I was coming in. Barbara had made me get used to referring to her as Eve. Not Miss Buckley, not Evelyn Buckley, just Eve. I had to see her as an equal if I was to have any chance of pulling this off.
Wendy telling Eve I was coming in through the telecom only meant that there was someone in the office with her. It could be a parent. f**k! f**k!!
I hesitated. I couldn't go in if she was with a parent. Mission abort!
"What are you waiting for? Go on." Wendy said, shoving me forward into the furnace.
I took a breath and then opened the door.
There was a woman there with Eve. She turned around to face me as I walked into the office. It was almost as if this strange woman had been waiting for me.
They both stared at me.
I felt like a mouse about to be used for an experiment by two whack scientists. They had that crazy look in their eyes. Or at least the strange woman did.
"He looks hot." She mouthed to Eve.
If she didn't want me to hear it then she had f****d up because I heard it. Eve flushed a little and urged her to keep quiet.
I had no clue what was happening but I liked the attention I was getting. Eve was trying too hard not to look at me. She was tense and uncomfortable.
Somehow I had the feeling that Eve had told her friend something about me and that explained why she gazed at me with interest.
Eve gestured for me to take the seat beside her friend and I did.
"What is it, Noah?"
I took a breath. "Well, I was in another fight."
Her friend gasped. "He fights."
"Ellie." Eve's voice was clipped.
"Sorry." Her friend apologized.
Eve sighed and massaged her temple with her trigger finger and middle finger. She looked like she was stressed out. There were stress marks on her forehead. She needed a massage. It showed.
"I don't know what to do with you. Honestly."
That was understandable but I knew exactly what to do with her. With her body. I would take my time to taste her wet-
"Help me out here." She sighed.
I shrugged. "You have the list." Then a smirk appeared on my face. "Or are you worried it's still sticky?"
Her face turned a bright red just as I'd thought it would. I knew it. She had been touching herself when I walked in yesterday.
Her friend gave her a look but she ignored it. I had pushed her to the edge.
She pushed the button on the comm.
"Get the keys to the detention room."
Eve's POV
"Can't you see what he's doing?" Ellie kept her voice low but she seemed agitated as she tried to pass her point across.
It was crazy. She believed Noah was somehow getting into fights so he could get closer to me. Going into the detention room was his way of being in a room alone with me. Completely crazy. She was suffering from an overactive imagination.
Ellie tried to convince me to see the signs but I just couldn't. I couldn't.
She got a call from an ex-boyfriend. He had been trying to get her back for over a year now and she looked like she was finally starting to cave in.
Ellie left me alone with my thoughts. As much as I couldn't believe she was right in her whack analysis of the situation with Noah, I had to admit it was looking like a possibility worth considering.
Yet I was scared. Scared to let myself believe it.
But what if… There was only one way to find out.
I got up from the chair unsteadily and locked my office door. I made sure to be quiet about it because Wendy was in the other room.
Wendy had told me about the detention room. It was built to be sound proof but there was a line there that was connected to the comm device on my desk.
I walked back and pushed the button for the detention room.
"Noah?" I said in an unsteady voice.
There was some static noise and a faint moan. It was hard to miss.
"Yeah." His voice came through the device.
I felt my mouth go dry as I wet my lips with my tongue.
"What are you doing in there?"
Noah said, "Come and find out for yourself, Eve."
The way he said my name made me moan silently. My toes curled in my shoes and the knot in my belly came alive. This was too much for me.
"Noah?" My voice was a shriek now.
"Yeah."
"What are you doing to me?"
I could almost see his face in my mind smirking at my question. The cute stupid smirk!
"Everything." His voice was a gentle caress.
I left the button. My body was on fire. I felt hot all over and horny as f**k. I didn't trust myself going into the detention room yet I got up and walked in.
Noah stood by the doorway. I turned around and stumbled into his arms. His shirt was off.
I trembled as I struggled to control my breath. His body felt warm and I couldn't help leaning into him.
His lips moved along my side and grazed my earlobe. I jerked, grabbing hold of his arm for support.
"I'm so f*****g hard." He whispered.
I shivered as his words ran through me. I couldn't see myself surviving his seduction. His sweet, sweet seduction.
His firm hands grabbed my ass just as I wanted him to and rumpled my skirt. He pulled the damned thing up to my thighs and ground his hardness against my crotch.
I moaned out, unable to control myself anymore.
Noah picked me up from my hips and dropped me on the cold floor. He peeled off my skirt and tossed it aside like it didn't matter.
He went on to take my panties off gently kissing the inside of my thighs as he did so. My brain tried to stay functional but failed.
Noah tossed my panties aside. He took a minute to inspect my shaved p***y. I could see the glint of approval and satisfaction on his face.
My heartbeat intensified to a maddening pace. It was all I could hear. Everything else seemed to fade away into nothingness.
"Try not to alert the whole school," Noah said as he lowered his mouth to my burning, hot p***y.
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